I stepped closer to them, the cold rain soaking through my shirt.

“Trevor didn’t stop with your savings, Kelsey,” I said.

Kelsey looked at me, her eyes wide and bloodshot in the glare.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“He went to Mom and Dad,” I said. “He told them he needed a guarantee to secure the final development phase.”

Trevor glared at me, his eyes filled with pure hatred. “Shut up, Meredith.”

“He had them sign over their equity,” I continued, speaking louder to drown him out. “Their house in town. Their retirement accounts. Everything.”

Kelsey backed away from Trevor until her spine hit the side of her SUV.

“Is that true?” she whispered to him.

Trevor didn’t answer. He wiped the rain from his face, looking down at the wet asphalt.

“They wanted to help,” Trevor muttered. “They wanted the cabin land as much as we did. They knew it was the only way to make the numbers work.”

“They don’t have any money left, Kelsey,” I said. “If the court rules in my favor, the loans default. The bank takes their house.”